After a long day, Rogelio seeks refuge in his private space. He strips down to his boxers, the cool air prickling his skin. He flops onto his bed, his hand idly rubbing his crotch. He's not in the mood for anything intense, just a simple, relaxing release. He slips his hand into his boxers, his fingers wrapping around his semi-hard cock. He strokes himself slowly, his eyes half-closed, his body gradually warming. He takes his time, enjoying the simple pleasure of his own touch, his body eventually shuddering with a quiet, satisfied release.